• As the blood purs from my viens
    i am reveling in the pains
    its the only thing i feel
    as i tear my skin off peal by peal
    why does noone understand
    why i have this razor in my hand
    oh my god i want to die
    yet alone i weep and cry
    and perhaps ive cut to deep
    as i can hear the funeral bells
    mommy i wanna go to heaven
    why are they sending me to hell?